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Let those possess the land, and only those, Who love it with a love so strong and stupid That they may be abused and taken advantage of And made fun of by business, law, and art.
Robert Frost
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Robert Frost
Age: 88 †
Born: 1874
Born: March 26
Died: 1963
Died: January 29
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San Francisco County
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Robert Lee Frost
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God turned to speak to me (Don't anybody laugh) God found I wasn't there At least not over half.
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